He stared at me as if I were a ghost , well I did come back to life in a mortuary so makes sense.
I looked into his blue eyes as the moonlight shone its brightness into the room . I was still lying on top of him . Suddenly with his strength he turned me so fast and I found myself lying on the other side of the bed as he was on top of me , he pinned my hands . His shocked eyes navigating my body from my head to boobs .
" who are you , what kind of dream is this ?"he said . He still thinks hes dreaming just great!
"I am Artemisia Crane Andra, your wife and this is not a dream" I said . His eyes were puffy , he looked like he hadnt had any peace since the accident . The aftermath pictures were too graphic the car was badly dismantled you couldnt tell if it was an Audi or some junk in
